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Oh, now you want to be spanked? You are going to make me make quite the effort to satisfy you, aren't you?

( pietro rolls his eyes before he brushes past her on the way to his bed. he sits on the edge, giving her a look before he leans back on his hands. )

I will spank you next time when you call me and decided that you require my services.

[one eyebrow goes up.] I'll call you for your services again, if the first time lives up to all your boasting, how's that?

[translation: are we gonna stand here and gab, or are we going to fuck?]

Are you going to come in and stop talking or what?

( if she wants things to progress, she's going to have to stop bantering with him. he can't help but respond, it's in his nature. )

I'll gladly get down on my knees but you're going to need to shut up and enjoy this.

[what, he thinks it's easy for her to stay quiet and not be a smartass? he needs to stop making it so easy for a sass back.

she rolls her eyes and walks over, bringing one knee up on the bed at his side, and straddling his lap bracketting his hips with her other knee.

the smart mouth is part bravado part nerves. if she deflects real good, he won't see that she's unsure of this being a good idea. actually, no - she knows it is, she's just not sure how much she cares about it being a bad idea.]

Since you asked so politely... [he better be good at making out, because she requires some degree of kissing before she makes him kneel.]

( pietro doesn't mind kissing at all. he's actually pretty damn fond of it so when she comes over to rest against his lap, he reaches for her face and brings her face down to his, pressing his lips to hers so he can kiss her.

he's not in a huge rush to get her naked and get his mouth on her so they can make out, get her turned on, get him turned on, until she's ready to get herself naked. )

[she leans into it with a small huff, nerves flying out the window.] 'course you'd be good at that. [life is unfair like that, supposedly. she'll be the smaller person and take advantage of it.

the next kiss is slower, her fingers pushed up into the hair at the back of his head for some control of the angle, at least.]

( of course he's good at this. people love to doubt him but he does enjoy showing them that, despite his cockiness, he can back it up with actions.

he doesn't even mind when she grabs his hair and tips it back so she can kiss him again. he let's her have her way because he thinks he's going to be giving it back very shortly.

he can be patient. ish. )

[a lot of patience, she's surprised - pleasantly so. he kisses with his whole body, but lets her control the pace, and it works well to erase any doubts or hesitations she might've had.

gone, just like her shirt is, when she breaks the kiss to take it off unceremoniously.]

( oh hello, he does enjoy when people start getting naked especially when it's someone that he's with. he takes a moment to admire before he reaches for the bottom of his own shirt and he pulls it off, tossing it aside.

he takes a moment to smirk before he slips forward, hands splaying against her back before he moves in for another kiss. )

Wow, you're really going around looking like that, huh?

[just for the record, not a complaint. of course it isn't, because as soon as she's done getting hot and bothered over the toned muscles of his arms and chest (and considering briefly that his ass must be made of fucking steel, if he runs so much, and maybe she could bite it to make sure), she is pulled into another kiss.

she runs her hands up his arms, then scrapes her nails gently down his chest, while her teeth pull at his bottom lip. in a quick move (well, relatively, considering) she pulls away for air and gets out of his lap so she can pull her jeans off, leaving only her underwear on.

this is just sex, no fucking around with feelings, so there's no need for beating around the bush.]

Rough is good, and I'll say 'stop' if I don't like somethng. You?

I'm glad you approve.

( even if she said she didn't approve, he'd think she was lying because that's how he was and that's how he was always going to be. so, to get the appreciation is nice.

she should be glad he doesn't pose or anything. instead, he just stands there and watches her strip naked, not at all ashamed to be enjoying that. )

Do whatever you'd like.

( he's easy. )

Get naked, then.

[she does like what she sees, yes, but she could do with seeing more, basically. and since she can apparently do whatever she likes, she takes her bra off, then her panties, and tosses them to the side with the rest of her clothes.

what a time to have this question run through her head.]

So you ever fucked with your powers?

No, never.

( he scoffs as he says it because of course he has and then goes about tugging his shirt and pants off. it lacks romance but it means he gets to be naked quicker so he's all right with it.

he tosses the shirt aside and then drops his pants before standing there in front of her in his shorts. )

Why, is that something you want?

[first off: nice.

second - she shrugs. the epiphany comes at her now, of all times, and she kind of just says it:]

Yeah. If you're up for it, yeah.

small>[she reaches out and hooks two fingers into the waistband of his shorts, pulling him to her, one eyebrow raised.]

But if you'd rather be seduced on a bed of roses or something...

I would hope you know me enough to know that I will call your bluff and want those roses.

( he doesn't because he knows she doesn't have them but he would. he even arches an eyebrow to remind her that he is that type of person. )

I do like being seduced oh so nicely.

[of course he would. she rolls her eyes, calling his bluff.]

Ugh, cut flowers are the reason we have climate change, don't be a Boomer.

[but with that said, she tugs on his shorts enough to free up space, and slip her other hand inside, palming the length of his cock first. just to get acquainted.

the conclusion is: nice.]

How do you like your seduction, then? Dirty? Blunt? Smoke signals or interpretive dance?

I do not even know what a Boomer is.

( he's from a foreign country, daisy, he doesn't know these things. )

Ooh, interpretative dance.

( the words come out slightly strained on account of her hand around his cock but he's still going to try and get that out of her. )

I'll catch you up later.

[a multi-cultural education is important and all, but she'll handle that when she's done with all of this.

interpretative dance it is.

she pulls her hand out, does a little jazz hands movement, and pulls his shorts down. with no barriers left now, she deliberately wraps her hand around his cock one finger at a time, making eye contact. smug eye contact.]

How's that?

[and then, the interpretative part of it, she focuses very carefully on the ar between her hand and his skin, and makes it vibrate.]

Very creative.

( and then she actually makes his cock vibrate and that seems to set his nerve endings alight. he groans, unable to stop himself and then laughs, breathless and surprised. )

That is a nice trick.

( he glances down at her hand on his cock and waits to see if she'll do it again. )

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